"So, what are your thoughts?" I didn't say anything for long moments. We'd been through this information so often. I knew the upsides and downsides. I'd read every bit of literature I could find. Even knowing my answer, the answer I'd come to weeks ago, I couldn't quite say it yet. "Do you want this Master?" He pulled back a bit from his seat next to m...
For Craig, it had been the last straw. At 25, learning that his 18 year old sister was having sex on a regular basis was the final humiliation. Craig had always kept a strong moral viewpoint. He would not beg for sex, he would not degrade himself and he would most certainly not have sex with a prostitute. Craig was not unattractive; he simply suffered from a...
Charles was enjoying the smell of the sea air as the afternoon shadows began to creep over the Raven's deck. He was sipping a silver flask of brandy and gnawing on an orange as he watched the activity on the deck. Four of his men and Catherine were on their knees scrubbing the deck clean. Her small ass was jutting skyward and invitingly, the few days of rest...
"She's just too...I don't know. I like a lady to be a lady," Tim told me, holding his beer bottle with the fingertips of both hands and turning it slowly on the table in front of us. "She swears like she's in a Tarantino movie. And she's kind of..." He bugged his eyes and showed his teeth. "Aggressive?" I asked. "What wrong with being with a woman who want...
TWELVE One day, a Mercedes drove up to the house and Audrey got out, waved to the driver and walked in the front door. She seemed breathless. Judy asked, “Who was that? Where’s your car?” “That was Don Livingston, and my car’s being towed to the garage!” Audrey explained she had been driving along Lake Drive when her engine quit without warning, coming t...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Fifth Tale: Degrees of Slavery Part Two. Maid’s Servant. Mona has a problem. Her husband Jonas had been her unwilling slave and Mona’s sexual trap was becoming less effective. Her son Adam had shown signs of becoming a spoilt brat with his father’s unpleasan...
Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Thirteen BEN KNOCKS HARD ON MY door again. It startles me. Why does he do that? I know it's six without checking the clock. He would be exactly on time. That's who he is. The table is set. The salad is ready, I just put the potatoes in the oven a half hour ago and was waiting until he got here to cook the...
My thanks to Popprinpear for her comments and suggestions on the story line. * The unusual events of the previous Saturday had been followed by some honest conversation and some of the best sex Monica and I had enjoyed in several years. We had gone to the bedroom Saturday afternoon, had a wonderfully energetic and passionate round of sex and rested a bit...
As ever, my heartfelt thanks to Estragon, whose vorpal blade went snicker snack, leaving for dead homophones and typos galore. He also chose the title. "And now lot forty seven. A free standing mirror in a carved oak frame depicting seven cavorting nymphs. What am I bid? Do I hear fifty pounds? Come along, this is a fine piece, OK, let's start at forty poun...
HS Sweetheart: 1.First Night Facial How can you ever forget your first love? I had to wait until I was a senior in high school, but I ended up living a dream of getting together with the girl on whom I had the biggest crush. I was a bit on the dorky side, and not so comfortable with girls, so most of the social types never really returned my interest. There...